[She stumbles back at the sound of his voice, but the name roots her in place. Jon Snow? She had heard of him on several occasions, Robb's bastard brother and one of his closest friends. The last of his family, save for his mother. It's a name she wants to trust, one of the few that she knew wouldn't harm her, but her mother's betrayal has shown there is no safety, no matter who it is.
She wrapped her arms around her waist, trying to hold herself together and push away the rising panic. Wherever this was, there were no Lannister guards, none of her family with her. She was alone, lost and without her sight. She didn't have many options and pushing away one of the few offers of help seemed unwise.]
N..no. Not very much. I see shadows, but...everything is a haze.
[She hesitates, trying to decide whether or not she should give her name. Instinct wanted to reach out for someone who might be a friend, but paranoia refused to budge. Without letting it scream any louder, she pushed out the words, hoping they'd mean something.]
no subject
She wrapped her arms around her waist, trying to hold herself together and push away the rising panic. Wherever this was, there were no Lannister guards, none of her family with her. She was alone, lost and without her sight. She didn't have many options and pushing away one of the few offers of help seemed unwise.]
N..no. Not very much. I see shadows, but...everything is a haze.
[She hesitates, trying to decide whether or not she should give her name. Instinct wanted to reach out for someone who might be a friend, but paranoia refused to budge. Without letting it scream any louder, she pushed out the words, hoping they'd mean something.]
I'm Jeyne Westerling.